We encourage the latter each year with a series of album reviews we’ve dubbed “Lost Tracks.” It was a feature that first launched in Style in 2004 with the tagline “Good CDs we overlooked this year.” Ah, the good old days. Back then, when our calendars flipped, the record industry would settle into its annual state of quasi-hibernation, slowing down the release schedule and giving us a chance to play catch-up with the pop recordings we didn’t get a chance to review when they first dropped.
Seven years later, as the Internet continues to sprawl and the record biz continues to disintegrate, the goal is a little different. Instead of pointing out recordings that we missed, we want to highlight the stuff that almost everyone else missed, too.
This Tuesday and next, our contributors review their favorite forgotten albums of 2011. I’m kicking it off with five recordings that I thought deserved more blogosphere love, more Facebook likes, more discussion, more eardrums, more wonderment.
Let’s get lost.
Jhene Aiko, “Sailing Soul(s)”
R&B still shares the airwaves with rap on urban radio, and the genre hasn’t spread across the Web with the same mutant hunger as hip-hop. That’s because getting an R&B career off the ground usually requires a sterling voice (they’re rare), a hot producer (they’re expensive) and a big record label (they’re going extinct).
But that started to change this year with the rise of Frank Ocean and the Weeknd, two visionary crooners who made exceptional self-released albums available online for free. Jhene Aiko nearly eclipsed them with “Sailing Soul(s),” a free digital album brimming with confectionery R&B tunes in the tradition of the late pop star Aaliyah and shoulda-been pop star Cassie.
But Aiko’s candy-coating conceals eccentricities that most R&B singers rarely allow themselves. She’s smooth with her melodies and playful with her lyrics. “Sailing NOT Selling” offers instructions on what do with your soul, while “My Mine” compares her mind to a hole in the ground. While so much lovelorn R&B acquiesces into clarity, Aiko sings of sweet confusion.
Scott Holstein, “Cold Coal Town”
This almost completely unknown country singer has roots in rural West Virginia, but his marvelous new album spent most of the year nestled away on his Web site, www.scottholsteinmusic.com. If you had $15 and a PayPal account, you could own a CD copy — 11 bluegrass-tinted songs penned by Holstein and sung in a commanding baritone that rivals anything to come out of Nashville this year.
Now, nearly nine months after its release, one of the finest country albums of the year is finally available on iTunes.
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